Shendu, Su Fu.

Curling Nana, Su Mei was wearing a palace skirt, walking between the aisles.

This is the skirt that Huan Jue, the fourth prince of Lianghou Mansion, specially bought for her, and it is made of silk cloth made by merchants in the Shendu City who came in from Chu thousands of miles away, and it is worth a lot of money, and a skirt is ten thousand gold.

The silk cloth is woven by the mermaid, which is native to the deep sea and is not heard of in the world. Since the three kingdoms of Shu, Chu and Wu have crusaded against the Hai tribe, they have captured a small number of mermen, and the silk cloth has flowed into the territory of the Great Zhou.

However, silk cloth is still a rare commodity. It is made of clothes, light and transparent, soft and silky, and the ladies of the gods are eager to do it.

Su Mei is captivating in the city, wearing this fairy skirt, which is even more extraordinary, like a goddess.

This golden skirt is still secondary, and what really makes people care is the person who buys the skirt.

The fourth son of Liang Hou, Huan Jue!

Huan Jue loves Su Mei, which is no secret in the circle of the children of the family in the Shendu. Huan Wu promised Su Mei to Huan Qi, but Huan Jue's pursuit heart did not change, but became more eager.

Huan Jue is handsome, he is a famous beautiful son in the world, and his infatuated appearance does not know how many deep boudoir women have broken their hearts.

As a figure in the limelight in Shendu, Su Mei is about to marry Huan Qi, the second son of Lianghou Mansion, which has attracted much attention. Not only the people outside, but also the Su Mansion, those who have married the Huan family, also had a little flattery when they saw Su Mei.

After all, everyone knows that among the Huan clan now, Huan Qi and Huan Jue are likely to become the sons of the world. So the weight of Su Mei is clear to everyone.

Despite this, Su Mei always had fear in her heart.

And the source of this fear came from the person in the house in front of him, Su Zhe, the patriarch of the Su clan.

The door slowly opened, revealing a man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. The room was empty, and there was no one else. This separate courtyard is where Su Zhe lives, and no one usually comes except for his old servant.

Su Mei cushioned his feet, took a breath, and walked into the house, not daring to make too much noise.

When Su Mei was in the demon body, he only had the cultivation of the second tail, so it can be said that his strength was not high. And the cultivation of the old man in front of him, Su Mei has never been able to see through, and when facing him, there is a sense of oppression like a mountain falling.

Su Mei waited for a long time, Su Zhe's originally tense body relaxed, the robe he was wearing on his body shook, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Uncle and grandfather, the things you asked me to do have been done."

Su Mei bowed slightly and said.

Su Zhe was not unaware of Su Mei's small movements since he entered the Divine Capital, but the reason why he was able to endure it was because of Su Mei's value.

When Su Mei was still a demon, he lurked in Liangzhou, but he was an intelligence dealer and a black market vendor. All of this is familiar to her, especially with the children of the Shendu family, and the information she can gather is more and more valuable than before.

Recently, several groups of people from the Shendu have migrated one after another, and they were personally escorted to the suburban farm of Luoyang City by He Che, the personal guard general of Huanwu. Not long ago, Huan Wu ordered Shaofu to choose a mansion near the palace for repairs.

Few people know about the former news, and the latter news only circulates among the ministers of the imperial court. It's not a big deal to look at the two pieces of news separately, but when you look at them together, it's worth pondering.

The regional division of the Shendu is exquisite, and the areas that can be close to the palace are undoubtedly the residences of the ministers. Huan Wu has just dismissed Shang Shuling and Taifu, the latter is just a fictitious position, and the size of the power depends on whether the Son of Heaven trusts it or not, but the former is an important position to control the center of the imperial court.

Huan Wu wants to promote a new Shang Shuling, or even transfer an official from outside the Divine Capital to become Shang Shuling, this is not a big deal, and it is not a secret.

It is somewhat unusual for so many officials to move at the same time as officials can be transferred.

The power of the big family is deeply rooted in the local area, and even if someone from one of them enters Beijing as an official, there will be no such big move.

Su Zhe looked at Su Mei, his gaze was very calm. He was curious about the identity of this new Shang Shuling, and even more curious about Huan Wu's plans at this time.

"The group of people who migrated to the outskirts of the Shendu came from the state. No one knew where they came from, not even the Liang soldiers who escorted them. The only thing that is certain is that the surname of the main family of this group of migrants is Yang! ”

"What!"

Su Zhe suddenly remembered that day when he saw the somewhat familiar black-robed figure in the water pavilion of Huanwu, and his breath suddenly released, as if thunder had risen, but it was silent.

The corners of Su Mei's skirt on the floor moved an inch, she had never seen Su Zhe look like this, and the pressure of that moment almost made her breathless.

Su Zhe's change was only in a short moment, and he quickly returned to his original state.

"Go down!"

"Yes!"

Su Mei was curious about what Su Zhe had in mind, but she also knew that this answer was not something she could know.

Su Mei's figure quickly faded away, and the room became silent again. Su Zhe stood up and paced around the room.

"Yes, yes, it should be him. But why did he come to this divine capital, and what did Huan Wu want him to do? ”

Suddenly, Su Zhe stopped, as if he understood something.

"Oh no, young master!"

Changfu.

Chang Yu, who was removed from the position of Taifu, did not have much loss, although Huan Wu was impartial to the Su and Chang families, and they were very important, but the world could see that Huan Wu was still more affectionate to Su Zhe, a pure gentleman, than him.

Chang Yu never cared about this. He and Huan Wu are both the same kind of people, but Su Zhe is a different kind of person.

But the strange thing is that whether it is him or Huan Wu, the people they like to make friends with are not their own kind, but people like Su Zhe.

Maybe it's because with someone like Su Zhe by his side, Chang Yu's heart will have a little peace of mind. However, the friendship between them has disappeared many years ago.

In the corridor outside the courtyard, there was a soft mattress on which Chang Yu leaned, and hot wine was burning in the stove next to it.

The moon is very clear, Chang Yu raised his glass to the moon, and was about to drink. A black shadow fell in the courtyard beside him, and he whispered a few times in Chang Yu's ear.

Chang Yu held up the cup, and his movements seemed to stop. By the time he was composed, the dark shadow had long since disappeared.

Chang Yu thought for a long time, and suddenly drank all the wine in the cup, with a smile on his face and patted his thigh.

"What a Huan Wu!"

The world only knows that the Huan and Yang families have a ninth-generation feud, which is to let people know the identities of those who migrated to the outskirts of the divine capital, and I am afraid that no one will associate it with the Yang family in Shuzhong.

"It's been decades in a blink of an eye, you've been relegated to a place outside the Seyspit, and you've gone through life and death, are you still unwilling after all? Yang check! ”

Chang Yu sighed leisurely, poured himself another glass of wine, and drank a cup of hot wine in front of Mingyue.